The Power of No

The first thing I want to comment on is the repetitive theme. The real message at the beginning of each stanza asking that unanswerable question, "How do I love?" Those stanzas are incredibly lyrical. The poignancy of the words you chose to tell the tale of this great tragedy without maudlin self-pity. You have spoken with personal power that can't be corrupted. This was an amazing look into the soul of a person who has been beaten and bloodied but remains unbowed. This poem has my utmost respect. The first person point of view is a force to bejhold.